An unknown period of time passed without any knowledge whatsoever. All of his senses had stopped working. It was as if, he had been plunged into nothingness.
As Rafael opened his eyes, he was welcomed by a blinding light. As the light went away. Rafael rubbed his eyes in pain.
'Where am I?'
That was the first thought that came into Rafael's mind when he woke up. As he stood up, he realized what had happened to him.
"How am I alive?" Rafael said in confusion.
As Rafael stood up, he looked around curiously. However, what he saw next made his heart flutter.
In front of him were stairs and above the stairs was a throne. A throne so magnificent that it could not be merely imagined by a human mind.
From its structure to every single minute detail, nothing could be comprehended by a human mind. That's just how magnificent it was.
As Rafael tried to look at the throne, he realized his consciousness had started to crumble just by looking at the throne.
Realizing what was happening, Rafael immediately brought his gaze back. Closing it shut.
A couple of minutes passed in silence as Rafael started to open his eyes. As he opened his eyes. He realized that there was someone sitting on the throne. Not by looking at him but by his shadow.
As he tried to examine the shadow, he realized that the man on the throne had short hair with a dagger in his hand, and was sitting with one leg on the other.
However, despite knowing someone was in front of him. Rafael remained silent. He had learned his lesson in his life to never trust anyone.
As Rafael kept his eyes closed he heard a chuckle. A heinous and devilish chuckle. The chuckle echoed throughout the dimension as it continued.
Soon the chuckle turned into laughter. A laughter that was so devilish that it could not be replicated by any being in existence.
---Flashback---
In the past, whenever Rafael was free from the clutches of his family, he would always pray to God. To him, his life was given by God and only he could solve his problems.
When he escaped from his family, he thought God had finally listened to his pleas. Yet, It only ended in sadness and immense sorrow.
After that, he still went on and prayed to God. He pleaded with him every single day to God. He begged him to help him. Yet, it always went unanswered.
---Present---
"Who are you?" Rafael said as he slowly opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a man sitting on the throne. For some reason, Rafael's consciousness wasn't crumbling now that sees the throne. However, the man on the throne was different.
The man on the throne had black hair and golden glowing eyes. On his one hand was a dagger, dripping with blood while there was a devious smile on his face.
As Rafael was examining the mysterious figure. The man on the throne suddenly started to laugh again as if he had heard some kind of joke.
"God please help me. Hahahahaha~" The man said while trying to mimic Rafael.
Rafael's eyes narrowed when he heard this, his heart started pounding.
'No it can't be true, I must have misheard something' Rafael thought as he looked towards the man with apprehension and confusion.
"Like you really thought I would help someone as pathetic as you? hahaha! Even your parents loathed you despite your talents, yet you think that it was just fate? Hahahaha!" The man on the throne said while laughing once again.
As Rafael heard those words, his eyes widened in realization.
In Rafael's whole life, he had a talent, a huge talent for cultivation and magic. Not even the best of the best could compare to him in talents. And now that the man in front of him had spoken, he felt confused. Why was he hated to such an extent when he had such a great talent?
'Why was I hated?'
As Rafael contemplated his life, the man on the throne watched him as if he was some kind of entertainment.
Soon, Rafael's eyes widened in realization as he looked towards the man in front of him with wide eyes.
"So you have finally figured it out huh? took you long enough." The man on the throne said with a shrug.
Rafael had just found out, that the fact he was loathed was because his life involved a third party's involvement. His whole life was a puppet that was being controlled by the one holding the strings. And the one holding strings was...
God.
As Rafael reached the conclusion, black chains started to surround him. The black chains had some sort of mysterious sucking force that tired Rafael out, even if he didn't do anything.
"Ugh!"
Rafael struggled to free himself from the chains as a portal opened behind him.
"Huh?"
Rafael was shocked when he saw through the portal. It was...
Hell.
He was being thrown into the depths of hell. As Rafael realized this he immediately looked towards the man in front of him, seemingly realizing his identity.
"You are God?" Rafael said in a shaky voice as a tear swept down his cheek.
"Look at that, even in the face of eternal torture, you are showing your pathetic self. Ahh, it feels good to see you in misery. Don't worry you will meet your old lady in there too" God said with disdain as clear as the sun in his eyes.
"BASTARD!" Rafael screamed as he got plunged into the portal closing it completely.
"Ahh how pathetic, to think they would place him at the stairs, disgusting," God said as he looked down.
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Meanwhile,
As Rafael got plunged into the portal, he felt waves of scorching heat on his skin. The temperature in this place was unbearable, it was enough to turn Rafael into ashes but everytime the pain he suffered came to peak, his skin regenerated.
Creating an endless cycle of just this type of torture.
The worst part was that the chains were still pulling him, taking him deeper into the depts of hell.